Untapped Potential: his greatest disappointment.

The Fuck Up

Klaus felt nausea twirl in his gut, making a dance out of his pain. He took his hand off of Five's shoulder, placing it onto his chest. He gasped softly, hoping he dreamt that whole experience. Except he didn't, and wistfully he was aware of that fact. You can only imagine Klaus's hysteria when Five placed a firming hand on his shoulder, pacifying Klaus down significantly.

The woman, however, was anything but soothing. Her glare was piercing as she attempted to look sweet and innocent, but the gaze in her eyes held all. Klaus was scarily calm about the entire experience. It was scary how much he didn't care about this, how this all felt normal for this stupid week. Klaus believed the place looked neat though, as his eyes roamed freely to each area. He heard typewriters click and clack as people did their jobs. Normally Klaus would have hundreds of questions, but this seemed pretty standard when dealing with number five, he was entertaining, to say the least. 

"Now, why don't we have a chat in my office?" the woman asked. Her tone was that dreadfully sweet sound. It made Klaus's bones feel sharp, chilling. Ben seemed to have matched with that, based on how the ghost was nervously compressing his hands together while watching the three. 

The woman handed her coat off to a random employee, the man dropped his previous task and whisked the coat and hat away. Klaus elected to stay utterly silent as Five molded through the plan with the lady. Klaus didn't know where this was, however if the clothing style was anything to go off of he would imagine the 1950's. Five was always complaining about time travel and Klaus supposed he had something to do with this.. company before he managed to come home. 

"Klaus, I don't think this is a good idea," Ben spoke anxiously. Klaus agreed, but he doesn't think he has a choice. 

"I don't think that's up to us, Benny boy," Klaus whispered. He was overly insecure about this woman hearing him talking to no one. Surely that couldn't go well for him. 

Klaus heard Ben sigh, but the man said nothing more. Assuming Ben agrees Klaus continues behind the other two, feeling inexplicably out of place. As they pass through the dull hallways people give odd looks, which Klaus was no stranger to, but they felt even more chilling here. 

When the trio reaches the woman's office, it's certainly different than Klaus assumed it would be. It's decorated fairly nicely, knick-knacks lined the walls, her desk was established, the walls even painted a nice color. Klaus didn't expect that from a killer with a critical threatening habit, at least from what he witnessed. The woman automatically sits behind the desk, as they expected her too, Five seemed to know the drill, sitting in front of her. 

"Sit, Klaus. We want you to be comfortable!" the woman states. He obeys. Klaus feels that same shiver, only now does the room become crowded.

Klaus knows he attracts ghosts, but he still isn't used to it. When ghosts target his presence, they all come running, and holy shit this woman has killed a lot of people. Ghosts now hover over her, screeching and pleading for Klaus to help them. To destroy her. Klaus obviously can't do that, if the woman is always this insufferable, Five would've offed her. Which means she surely either prizes something, can't be eliminated, or it just wouldn't alter anything. So Klaus stays silent. 

"So, what are you attempting?" the woman asks. Klaus knows she goes by 'The Handler' but that seems unfitting for her to be referred to as. 

"Stop the apocalypse," Five asserted with certainty. He glares at her with a squint, Klaus doesn't feel the need to comment on this. 

"Quite impossible," the woman directly says. Five's jaw clamps a little harder this time. 

"As you've said. So, what's the catch? Why are we here?" Five asks. He gestures to Klaus and himself, not moving his gaze from her.